"and so... the first snow.... " that's what he said. through facebook message ofcourse.
he left me this message because we did talk about winter together in Umea, Sweden before. I've never seen nor touch snow in my 20 year old life, and i just thought it'd definitely be memorable if my first would be there.
he showed me pictures of his homeland to me a few days ago, and it was beautiful. a river ran alongside the city, separating it into two, with a couple bridges, linking both lands.
"is the river really that blue?? it's gorgeous!" i commented.
"yes. you should come over then ;)" he replied.
that just made me wonder if our offer to visit each other still stands. i do secretly hope it does, no matter how painful it'd be. because right now, it hurts just as much not being able to see him again.
sometimes i catch myself drifting into daydreams, thinking how and what'd we do when he comes over to Malaysia. then i'd quickly shut it out, telling myself "don't be stupid Michelle, i don't think he's coming over anymore. save yourself the disappointment."
because.
"the higher you go, the harder you fall."
" that's what he said. through facebook message ofcourse.
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Tuesday, October 16, 2012
and so... the first snow...
"and so... the first snow.... " that's what he said. through facebook message ofcourse.
he left me this message because we did talk about winter together in Umea, Sweden before. I've never seen nor touch snow in my 20 year old life, and i just thought it'd definitely be memorable if my first would be there.
he showed me pictures of his homeland to me a few days ago, and it was beautiful. a river ran alongside the city, separating it into two, with a couple bridges, linking both lands.
"is the river really that blue?? it's gorgeous!" i commented.
"yes. you should come over then ;)" he replied.
that just made me wonder if our offer to visit each other still stands. i do secretly hope it does, no matter how painful it'd be. because right now, it hurts just as much not being able to see him again.
sometimes i catch myself drifting into daydreams, thinking how and what'd we do when he comes over to Malaysia. then i'd quickly shut it out, telling myself "don't be stupid Michelle, i don't think he's coming over anymore. save yourself the disappointment."
because.
"the higher you go, the harder you fall."
he left me this message because we did talk about winter together in Umea, Sweden before. I've never seen nor touch snow in my 20 year old life, and i just thought it'd definitely be memorable if my first would be there.
he showed me pictures of his homeland to me a few days ago, and it was beautiful. a river ran alongside the city, separating it into two, with a couple bridges, linking both lands.
"is the river really that blue?? it's gorgeous!" i commented.
"yes. you should come over then ;)" he replied.
that just made me wonder if our offer to visit each other still stands. i do secretly hope it does, no matter how painful it'd be. because right now, it hurts just as much not being able to see him again.
sometimes i catch myself drifting into daydreams, thinking how and what'd we do when he comes over to Malaysia. then i'd quickly shut it out, telling myself "don't be stupid Michelle, i don't think he's coming over anymore. save yourself the disappointment."
because.
"the higher you go, the harder you fall."
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